Poem By HollyLouise Woollard
Their Voices resounded in unison,
Proud to be there standing as one.
Peacefully protesting for their human rights,
But Police on patrol are preparing to fight.
This Pridely peace is abruptly ended,
As many more policemen are sent in-
Shots were fired into the oblivious croud, within which,
Lifeless bodies were found, scattered on the ground.
The innocent demonstrators dragged into police riots,
But none of these protesters wanted such violence.
A dozen or more dead, many more injured;
Dazed and confused the remaining protesters linger.
Everyone arrested, bundled into unmarked trucks and cars,
Stripped of their dignity, tortured for information and locked behind bars.
Our Government officials won't say for sure,
So how will we ever know what goes on, behind closed doors?